Fantasy Investigators of the Supernatural (Closed)

[SidTheSkid]

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Collab Time - Solemn & Obsidian
(Edgar, Titus, and Johnny B)
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(Location: Spring Valley Highschool, Investigator's Club Room.)
(Interactions: Everyone)
(Mentions: )


Titus cracked his neck feeling the muscles in his neck stretching and letting out a sigh of relief. So far he had done all his official Discipline squad duties, and a few not so official ones as well. Now he had one more thing to do, he had to pay his cousin’s club a visit. He casually walked past the science club where his two lackeys Edgar, and Johnny B had been waiting for him. He grunted at them saying nothing else, and they fell in line behind him each of them on each side. Edgar was a pathetic leech, that only joined the Discipline Committee for the comfort and safety it guaranteed. Of course that included safety from Titus, as he was less inclined to make Edgar's life a living hell if he was one of his lackeys. Johnny B on the other hand, well...he was just an idiot. About as idiotic as they came. He only repeated lines he remembered from the greaser movies he had watched...which apparently was all of them. He also felt inclined to consistently remind people of his name. True it wasn't all his fault. Apparently, he had learned all his English from these greaser movies. Because he didn't know any other English. It was really weird, and quite frankly very few people annoyed Titus as Johnny B did. Hell! Johnny B wasn't even his real name! But it was pointless to mention that to him. So he just tried to ignore it as best as possible, only occasionally delivering a clothesline to him when he did or said something truly idiotic...like his catchphrase.

“Aye yo it’s me, Johnny B!” Loudly announcing himself as he walked through the spacious hallway, he couldn’t resist throwing out his ridiculous motto as he begun flashily snapping his fingers at random students that would awkwardly stare at him after he slightly brushed past them, most of them just completely ignoring him afterward. Maybe he was unaware but Johnny B never understood the fact that he always stated this worn-out phrase of his almost every single day, from each day of his Freshman year all the way to the present day where it became habitual for him to do, even if nearly everyone in Spring Valley Highschool already knew his nickname by now. Teachers never really understood this either, some even just sort of gave up after trying to make him participate in group activities, not to mention calling on him! Instead of saying the answer to the question, he’d always just respond with a comical wink and ‘shoot’ the teacher a finger-gun gesture and call himself ‘Johnny B’, counseling also didn’t work. Titus must’ve been already in an infuriated mood or something, it was only when he tried saying that damned catchphrase again making him instinctively lose control, inciting a devastating clothesline once the lackey had just approached him. “Aye yo it’s me! Jarng!” An excruciating wail of pain cut-off his voice as he felt the tremendous force of his leader’s arm being brought to his throat, in just seconds he’d found himself now violently tumbling down the hallway with legions of terrified students huddling against the lockers for safety until Johnny B’s momentum had stopped after a few sporadic flips of his body. “Oy, oh why’d ya do that boss?” A frail voice lingered from his throat after having almost all of the wind knocked out of him.

The short in stature large in mind personality of Edgar spoke before Titus could even bother with a reply. ”Obviously. I warned you earlier today. The boss is rather trigger happy today. His cousins has a club, and he isn't all that pleased with it. You should have listened.” He nagged the foolish Johnny B. Who never seemed to head his warnings about their bosses temperament. Even though he was almost usually correct. The tiny nerd was glad he wasn't on the other side of that clothesline. His decision to join the ranks of Titus, and suck up as much as humanly possible while also proving himself useful had succeeded. Just like he had calculated. So now he walks the school gaining Intel liken the nosey rat he is without worry...well except for all those times he got caught and beat up...but he’s managed to improve his hiding spots. So that won’t happen again. Titus growled, and began walking again. ”Come on Johnny. Boss said we're heading to the new Club room. He won’t be happy if you make him wait!” He called doing a pathetic attempt at a run in order to keep up with Titus and his long strides towards the club. Brushing off the accumulated dust from his leather jacket after painfully sliding across the dirtied floor, Johnny B eagerly nodded to Edgar’s beckoning as he admirably shrugged off the pain just before catching up with him and Titus. “So uh, Boss? What’s the dealio with this group, why we goin’ after’em?” Slinking his hands into the sides of his coat pocket, Johnny B became genuinely interested in things after hearing about the relevance of the group. It was far beyond his comprehension to think that Titus would have a cousin that would be going to the same school, did this mean there was someone just as strong as his leader? If so, it would be surprising not hearing about this guy. “Aint you’se family?” Edgar cleared his throat, once again translating the grunts Titus used to reply with. ”His cousin is vermin, and not worthy of sharing DNA with him. As the Disciplinary committee it's our job to keep an eye on vermin, and crush them should they become a pest.”

Edgar explained proudly. Puffing his twig-like chest out some. Understanding Edgar when it came down to Johnny was either hit or miss, sometimes he’d completely get what he’d be saying through his whole Pointdexter talk but often times there’d be moments where he wouldn’t exactly comprehend it, specifically in this situation where he couldn’t wrap his head around trying to beat up Titus’s cousin but he didn’t really plan on prying too much, mainly from fear of getting clotheslined for a second time. “Aye, I gotcha boss'erino! Hey, ain't this the club right ‘ere?” They must’ve been in a conversation for quite some time, even he didn’t realize how short of time it took for all of them to get there. He’d felt a tad amazed at how vast the gathering of students there actually was, he tried to count all of them while plastering his face uncomfortably close to the door’s window but was aggressively tugged back by Titus. “Aw, man! I was just checkin.’” Nearly being absolutely sick of Johnny’s shit, he was seconds away from cocking his arm back and landing all of his knuckles directly into his stupid face, taking a bit of a hint from Titus’s growing rage, Johnny B took it upon himself to try and open the door for him and Edgar except to his surprise he had observed that door was ‘locked‘ from his perspective, turning around with a confused look at his face he began to spoke with a disappointed tone. “Uhhh, Edgar? Do ya know how to open this or somethin’ I think it’s locked!” No matter his efforts, even pushing his sturdy shoulder up against the frame of the door just in a desperate attempt to open it had failed miserably. Edgar pushed his sloping glasses back up onto his nose. Giving Johnny B a look that showed just how ridiculous he found Johnny to be. He walked up to the door. Moving slowly as if not to startle Johnny. Then be slowly put his hand on the door. Looking to Johnny to make sure he was still paying attention. Then he slowly turned the doorknob. Pulling the door open a sarcastic amazed look on his face. ”Wow! That was really a brain teaser! Maybe next time try pulling it you imbecile.” He grumbled before walking back to Titus side shaking his head and sighing.

“Oh, it’s one of them dang ol’ pullin’ doors, I gotcha! Aye!” In an absurd fashion, he gave the goofiest smile back to Edgar and Titus, his whole expression completely riddled with embarrassment at drastically messing up in the most simple of ways. Thankfully, Johnny had such an oblivious nature to him that even acting like a complete moron didn’t stop him from barging through the walkthrough and introducing himself with both his thumbs pointing directly at himself. “Ayeee it’s me Johnn-” Deliberately cutting himself off at hearing a familiar grunt, he realized he was just moments away from taking another devastating blow to his throat. Clutching his own throat out of protection for his well-being, he’d stepped out of the way of both Edgar and Titus allowing them both in as he introduced them all. “Aye, it’s the Disciplinary Committee!” He reluctantly shouted, his bizarre presence being made known to everyone that was currently in the room.

(TL ; DR: Displinary Committe has arrived to the Supernatural Club - Including Titus, Edgar, and Johnny B.)


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[Seikomatsumoto]

Sakurako Nakayama



Sakurako noticed the door opening and noted that 3 guys all sinister looking were entering. Years of being picked on has taught her that this was trouble and so hurriedly sat down. In her rush to return to her seat, She had left her communication book on the front desk on the page saying, "I'm deaf." Of course, she had yet to realize her mistake and tried to act like she can hear whatever they were saying nodding after she felt like a sentence has been spoken. Of course the fact she was nodding at weird moments and the book with her name writing, "I'm deaf." Really made her facade not all that convincing. She didn't want to be seen as deaf and took off her hearing aid which had been off the whole time and hiding it in her bag.

(Anyone in the clubroom is involved.)​

 

[SidTheSkid]

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(Location: Spring Valley Highschool, Investigator's Club Room.)
(Mood: Enraged.)
(Interactions: Delinquent Committee, Authoria, Tabemono and Nyan.)
(Mentions: Jessica. )

Chaelyn had been far too preoccupied to hear Tabemono's distinct forewarnings, she simply could not contain herself when it came to little Nyan! He reminded her of a lovable cartoon character just from his chunky little shape all the way up to his fluffy mascot-sized head, seeing those big beady eyes almost made her want to snatch him up and hug the cute thing forever! However, she must've been roughly caressing Nyan's cheeks for too long as the next thing she'd seen from the creature was him silently opening his mouth, revealing all his tiny sharpened cat teeth which she'd mistook for it beginning to let out a relaxed yawn although she found out she was obviously mistaken in her judgment once it'd sunken its two big upper canines into the back of her hand making her yelp out in alarm and slight pain, only did she withdraw her hand back to her chest once Nyan had released its 'chompers' off from her injured hand. "Ow!" Dearly clutching her hand to her breast, a partial snicker escaped her lips as Tabemono profusely apologized for his pet's wild behavior. "Ha, hey don't be! I kinda overstepped my boundaries a bit! Guess not all cats like having their cheeks rubbed or something, guess my lovely Luna is an exception! At any rate, thanks for letting me pet him!" Seeing how she's one of the only people standing up right now after Dylan had handed out a bunch of folders, it would've been inappropriate to keep holding a loud conversation especially when the meeting was just seconds away from getting started, so Chaelyn swiftly walked back to her seat all the while holding still cradling her hand as she sat back down and waited for the program to commence. Thank goodness something was happening! She didn't know why she was so ecstatic about learning more about this group although it could've been that Nyan had put her in a better mood regardless of being used as a temporary chewy toy or that it involved a subject matter that she had been revolved around for her whole life which also meant people wouldn't look at her like some sort of weirdo whenever she would discuss things like mythological creatures or spirits, at least not that much of a weirdo.

Their first Supernatural Investigation meeting was just about ready to start, or so they thought until another interruption had completely ruined the serious atmosphere! Except for this time, it was by someone who she actually fully recognized, Authoria. Her very name could give you a remote hint of her stuck up personality, Chaelyn remembered her as one of, if not the most judgmental bitch of the whole entire school, it was utterly shocking to think that any kind of person would find her remotely entertaining or attractive, luckily for her it seemed that Spring Valley Highschool guys liked appearances a lot more than personality! She couldn't believe that she just walked right into the club and announced herself as the club's primary secretary, what's with that shit?! Was she even invited to this thing to begin with? "Who do you think you are?!" Chaelyn's face grew somber with a look of hatred enveloping every time she looked at that girl's smug face, it only worsened after having those memories of walking down the hallway just to hear her and that damned group of her having a snobby giggle each time Chaelyn would walk by, she knew they were making fun of how she acted and how she dressed, being a delinquent was one thing but being stupid, she was not. Without warning the soft creaking of the nearby door, additionally being followed by the sound of a pair of footsteps had made it so that her fixed hatred to Authoria was broken, now replaced with heavy concern after seeing someone calling themselves 'Alex Walker' standing beside Jessica who appeared to be covered in marker smudges, some of which had a few obscene profanities still nearly visible, a confused look surfaced on Chaelyn's face as she blankly blinked her eyes while still in disbelief at what she was seeing. "Oh my god." Acknowledging all of her smeared make-up and that writing, it was the tell-tale sign that someone thought it would be 'funny' to bully Jessica. "Who the fuck would do that to a blind girl?!"

Harassing a student was low but doing something of this caliber? It took a special kind of bastard to do that and not in a good way either, she had some sort of idea of who would do this sort of thing, anyone else who had the 'guts' to try and humiliate a handicapped girl would probably become a prime target for almost every upstanding guy at school unless they themselves were scared of this person, and only one person had enough of a reputation to make those around him become afraid of his very being. "Y-you bastard." Chaelyn's voice sunk as her suspicions had been quickly confirmed, without hesitation the Investigation's club meeting had been halted once more after Titus and his other fellow lackeys had made themselves known. At first, she didn't know what to think of seeing them aside from wanting to wreck Johnny B in his stupid face for well... Being stupid. Edgar, on the other hand, was just his annoying dweebish self but as far as Titus goes? She was just reminded of former good memories along with the bad ones that had followed, she remembered him being such a fun person to be around when they were both in middle school, even if it meant participating in things that were kinda frowned upon! Compared to him now, he was so innocent but then out of nowhere he just disappeared and came back when she was in Highschool and from that point onward his whole personality had become 'darker' in her mind, after joining that disciplinary committee he'd started bullying kids in a way that made others afraid of him, even Johnny B had a fear of him and he was apart of the school's running back. "You did this didn't you?" Pulling herself up from out of her desk, both her hands had clenched up into fists after the first couple of steps she'd made. She'd felt mixed emotions when approaching Titus, all of them on the verge of breaking loose after being confronted by Edgar who was now blocking her way. "Ahem, excuse me miss but nobody is allowed to speak to Titus except for me. I'll have you know that I'm his right-hand man and that anything you say, it must be delivered only to me-arrguugh?! Help!"

Before he could even fully respond he was snagged up by his collar, making him flail like a fish completely out of the water once he'd been grabbed by a furious Chaelyn. "Oh golly, oh gosh! Johnny B, do something!" Johnny B idly stood by, his face randomly looking around and down at the ground as he silently kicked a couple of the pebbles that were brought in by the student's shoes, it didn't take too long for him to here Edgar's pleas of help causing him to look over at him and clear his throat. "Aye, Sorry Edga' I don't be hittin' de ladies, I only be hittin' on da ladies, Ayeee!" Johnny B replied in his stereotypical voice as his fellow lackey continued to panic for quite some time until he was brought back down to his feet, his body now rattled with fear over the girl as she went up to Titus, Chaelyn's face only inches away from his body as she looked up at the towering figure, a determined look of frustration spiraling in her eyes as she spoke. "You think you can just go around doing whatever you want? The only reason you're getting away with this is because of your stupid committee!" She growled disrespectfully at Titus, she didn't know what kind of reaction she was expecting him to have but at the time she really didn't care.

Solemn Jester , Sinny The Fool , Uasal

(TL ; DR - Chaelyn sucked up the pain from the bite wound, got excited about the club until Authoria showed up causing her to lash out in response to the girl at least until Jessica showed up where she became concerned for the girl's safety, now that Titus and his goons have arrived she's figured out that it was his handiwork, this made her now confront him. )

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[H3LLJUMPER_177]

Richard Suzuki and Jessica Silver

Jessica felt embarrassed when she felt people staring at her, she was about to ask that if people were looking at her, if they could look away.. But she was interrupted when she heard a few people walk in... "You did this didn't you?" was all Jessica needed to hear before quickly getting up and walking backwards, she stumbled and fell on her butt, then sat there, timidly shaking. Richard hid some of his anger as he gently grabbed Chaelyns shoulder and moved her behind him, no words were needed. Richard is the muscle of the club and he intends to be the one to be the protector as well, "The fucks wrong with you titus?" he mumbled with audible anger. 'She's an angel, she'd never hurt anyone in her life!' he thought to himself.

Richard looked at Titus's lackies, he could take Edgar easily, all he needs to do is throw pepper at him... And JB? A swift kick to the balls will work, he knows JB has a dense skull even a jackhammer can't crack. But he kept these ideas to himself... "If you got a bone to pick, take it up with me!" he demanded.

Spoiler: Song that's going through his head

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[Kisaki]

Namine Summers

Summers was a very clumsy girl. It wasn't a normal day if you haven't seen her fall. “Gosh, I'm late!” She whined, dashing through the hallways while avoiding running into anyone. She couldn't afford to fall anymore. She needed to make sure that Titus and Johnny won't do anything drastically stupid.

Summers smiled once she saw she was close to the club room. She could already hear Johnny announcing himself to those poor souls. She ran into the club room but not too long after, she tripped over the elevated tile near the door. "Waaah!" She screamed as she flipped through the air at least three times before landing face first onto the marble floor. Summers let a out a pained moan before jumping up onto her own two feet, pulling down the fold's of her skirt and quickly regaining her composure as if she never fell before.

"T-titus and Johnny! Why exactly are we h-here?" She asked the large men. She certainly hoped it wasn't just to torture the club members.

 

[Coyote Hart]

After Chaelyn took the pamphlet from Seymour and was thoroughly distracted by a cat newcomer, Seymour indiscreetly took an opaque plastic bottle from his backpack and took a swig of whatever liquid was inside. Of course, it was blood, sheep's blood to be exact. Seymour knew that some cultures really liked the taste of sheep's blood, and for Seymour, this was the same. It was refreshing despite being warm, and incredibly fulfilling, acting as food for thought.

It gave him time to think about the club. Some people were obviously not here on their own free will, and conflict seemed undodgeable, especially with the club secretary and the venomous exchange Dylan had with her. Unlike Seymour's Algebra teacher, obviously whoever sent Chaelyn to the club was accepting of whatever went on.

Seymour took some time to gauge the club as he sat in his chair. People came in around him, taking seats. Casper continued to work on his newly assigned physics homework, his gigantic physics textbook open for reference as he periodically tapping his pencil to his temple as if trying to force himself to think.

Then suddenly both Casper and Seymour were torn out their work. The club had blown into an uproar. Jessica had returned from getting a drink of water, accompanied by Alex. Jessica's face was smeared with black, and so incredibly smeared that there was no doubt that this wasn't from mascara. Seymour put his hand to his mouth in shock, unable to say anything. Casper, being cold and calculated as he was, could only blink repeatedly as he wondered if he was hallucinating.

Then came Titus and his gang of delinquents, and immediately, Casper realized what was going on. Jessica's face undoubtedly was the doing of Titus and his gang. If it wasn't, then Titus should have been busy with whoever had done it, since it was incredibly unlikely that the culprit was able to escape from Titus. It took Seymour a bit longer to comprehend this, but when the club burst into more uproar, Seymour knew what was going on.

Seymour was too shocked at the sudden turn of events to do anything, however, Casper immediately rose to his feet, slamming his textbook close with a humungous thud. He wasn't letting everyone's mind wander from the obvious voice of reason.

"Chaelyn. Richard." Casper said, his voice firm and direct. His eyes had a dark glimmer in them, "Back off. Reckless and unplanned violence will not solve anything. You'll get beat up by these soulless monsters, and if you don't, they'll rightfully expel or suspend you. While I don't doubt it was these imbecile's handiwork, we don't have any evidence to convict them. So stop committing yourself to a suicidal action; we need solutions, not idiocy."

Casper doubted his little speech would deter the two of them from attacking, but he could only hope. And he was understanding to Richard and Chaelyn's outbursts, as Casper himself was tempted to say a few words to Titus. Finally, he gave in.

"By the way, fuck you, Titus," Casper said, his finger pointed accusatorily, his voice with the same inflection of firmness and directness, "If it weren't for the fact that I need it for my homework, I'd peg you with my physics textbook."

"For fuck's sake, why did I say that," Casper said, collapsing into his seat with his head in his hands. His actions had been quite hypocritical: Telling his friend not to engage someone in a fight, while also aggravating said someone.

 

[Solemn Jester]

Titus Redd

With his reputation as being a tyrant floating about the school, he wasn't surprised by the reaction he got. Even less so considering who was in the club. The first to approach him being a familiar face. He had hung with Chae back in his middle school days. Before they moved due to his fathers work. It had been quite some time. But he had finally returned, and with new power, and a much worse personality. He watched her lift Edgar, his eyes narrowing at all their threats, and questions. Normally Edgar would have spoken on behalf of his boss. But the pathetic nerd had long since crawled behind the meat shield that was Johnny B upon being dropped. So Titus decided he would speak for himself. Once everyone was done with their pathetic wining that was.

With the Chihuahua that was Casper done. Titus finally took it among himself to speak. Completely walking past Richard as if he were a piece of trash on the road."What a rude club you have here cousin. So quick to accuse others. So quick to believe accusations. Although I'm not surprised. You're all either troublemakers or outcast." He pointed out walking towards Chae once more. A smirk that anyone unfamiliar with Titus would have assumed to be friendly. But those who knew him. Truly knew him. Would know to shiver at the sight. His eyes glared down into hers. His intentions unclear as he stood before her."It is a shame, really. You could have joined my ranks. Avoided all the trouble you're so fond of getting into. Instead, you waste your time with my cousin's pathetic club."



He sighed, turning towards Authoria, raising a single eyebrow in question to her presence here. He approached her his hands still in his pocket."Why exactly are you here? This isn't exactly your regular mindless flock of followers. What happen? Did you fall from their graces? Decided to go crawling to this pathetic lot as a rebound?" He asked his voice turning slightly patronizing. He leaned forward his face ever so closer to hers."If you wanted you could have crawled to me. I'd have gladly accepted you." He assured her. His hand ever so gently caressing hers. Before he quickly pulled himself back. Now turning to Jessica, who he knelt before. Giving her a good look over."Hmm, what happened to you? Someone would have to be very cruel to do such a thing to someone so innocent. Here, let me assist. I assure you I won't hurt you." He promised her. Holding a hand out to Edgar. Who quickly trotted up to him, handing him a baby wipe that he had in his trusty bag.


Edgar always came prepared for whatever. Very few situations could catch him off guard. He puffed his chest out proudly. Waiting for praise. Only for his chest to deflate as Titus waved him away. He then began to gently wipe the smudges off more. Talking just low, and gently enough that she could hear him.

"It's very hard having this job. People assume I'm just a tyrant. They fear me, and my authority. But I'm not so bad. I only want to protect everyone in the school. I must act strict. Otherwise my power means nothing" He said gently rubbing on a smudge. His manner of cleaning her was so different from when he had manhandled her previously. That even with her keen sense of touch it would be hard for her to match him to her attacker. "Recently the schools been having issues with gangs from other schools. We've been trying to handle them But there is only so much we can do. I hope you will forgive me for not being fast enough to prevent this. I deeply regret my inability to protect you. I will do my best to make amends." With that and the smudges just about gone now. He rose too his feet. Turning towards Dylan once more. His giant frame standing over his cousin, and his intense eyes blazing holes into him. His voice had returned to it's deep, demanding tone. He also noticed a book on the table open to a page reading, 'I'm deaf' causing a spark in the mind of Titus as he quickly scanned for the owner. It wasn't long before he found her. A foreign girl simply nodding at everything being said. He began to think up more and more plans."Both a blind girl, and a deaf girl? What kind of club is this? Some sort of hang out for the disabled?" Titus frowned, a reaction just as terrifying as his smirk. His cousin was always so childish. This club was just proof of that."I know you don't have any real friends. But must you seriously drag others into your delusions? This is pathetic." Titus stated. Waiting Dylan's response. Amazingly enough, he hadn't threatened to expel or send anyone to detention for their threats. No that would have been far too easy. He wanted to savor these prey. The most terrifying thing about Titus being his serpent-like charm. Every word he had said in his defense would be as convincing as if a saint had said it himself.

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[Uasal]

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That twerp, just who the hell did Dylan think he was? Waving her off like that 'You speak while I'm at it'. OH, he was going to pay and he was going to pay big time! Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow but at some stage, he would regret ever reporting her to that old hag of a principal! Alas, for now, all Authoria could do was bite her lip and get on with what was expected of her. If she didn't, well a suspension was pretty much guaranteed. And so with a sharp sigh, Authoria began... well actually she didn't. You see someone interrupted her and that someone was none other than Riri Ankomora.

Riri Ankomora was in no way shape or form associated with Authoria and never had been. The girl was supposedly very wealthy and already out in the big bad world living all on her lonesome. Quite a feat sure but with good old daddy to fall back on anytime something goes wrong.... was she really taking a risk? Authoria thought not. Although it was very funny to hear the girl worked part-time in a cafe, imagine that ha! Working part-time in some cafe was probably something the rich kid was uber proud of. Waiting tables, prepping and cleaning tables oh stop, how valiant she was! Surely songs would be written of her and her efforts! Bah, what a joke. Everyone in Spring Valley worked! Did she want some sort of medal for it? A medal for that or the fact she... well if the rumours were to be believed... a full-blown closet lesbo. The very thought made Clair grin and laugh softly to herself. She did well to hide it, however, and after things quietened down she moved to speak up again.

That was until she was interrupted again! This time by a very surprising individual Chaeyln J. Turaya. The resident goth of Spring Vally high or in other words perhaps the biggest loser she knew of. Actually, that was unfair to Dylan. Chaeyln was a freak, completely and utterly and not a single person could say otherwise with a straight face. Sure she had your typical goth things going on but Chaeyln took things to a whole other level along with that. First of all, she actually thought she could speak to ghosts ha! The freak even had her own website and all where she did readings and all that crap for her followers! Sure it was probably supposed to be kept a secret from the school as a whole but nothing manages to stay secret all that long around Spring Valley. But just who the hell did this nobody think she was! Addressing her in such a way! Was she looking for a fight? Was she really? The goth outcast of a freak was looking to spark a fight with someone at the top of the food chain! Laughable.

"Listen here, you Crazy Bitch. I know you might think that whole I don't give a shit personality makes you invincible but it really doesn't do a thing for you... everyone has their weakness and everyone can be crushed and pulled right into line. Take your grandma for instance... She quite literally got crushed. Oh, I'm so sorry, is it a bit too soon? Do you need some space? Why don't you go ahead and talk to her? You can do that right? Talk to the dead that is, you freak!"

Authoria started off with a cocky smile but midway through her piece, it morphed into a sadistic grin and her generally cocky way of speaking morphed in just the same kind of way. By the end of her piece, Authoria was practically absorbed in the moment and likely would have gone in harder and harder on the girl with each passing sentence had she not AGAIN been interrupted. This time by a blind girl with a dick on her forehead. Wait what?

Yep, that was indeed correct, among other things the blind girl had a dick on her head. And it was pretty funny to be quite honest. Alright, it was horrible and inexcusable and condemnable but seriously come on. It was a tad bit funny to see at first glance. Letting out a great sigh Authoria lay back into her seat and as if on cue idiocy itself came walking on in albeit after a brief fight with a pull door.

After everyone had said their piece, Titus had insulted her to the highest degree and all hell was about to break loose Authoria took a stand And promptly slammed her fist down on the desk once again bringing silence to the room. All this bullshit was really starting to get on her nerves and it was very obvious judging by the deadly aura she was emitting not to mention the glare she was shooting towards Titus. "Titus... You're playing a very dangerous game insulting me! Besides why the hell would I ever come crawling to you? huh? Me and you both know your hight and arrogance is only an attempt to compensate for something... much less impressive haha... GET LOST NOW!"

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[Kisaki]

Dylan Mores


"Great!" Dylan grumbled as the disciplinary committee stepped into the room. It was already chaotic with Authoria being an ass to everyone. Now asshole 1, 2, and 3 are in the room. Summers didn't really count though. She was pretty cool. Just a little clumsy.

"It's an accepting group. The club isn't defined by people's physical characteristics." Dylan replied defensively, biting his lips as he felt the giant tower over him. Dylan knew he was just here to intimidate his club. Titus was nothing more than a bully.

Dylan looked to the ground to avoid Titus' intense eyes. Oh, how he hated his cousin. He has always been an ass. Dylan was just tired of being picked on by the brute every single day. He gathered his courage and began to speak what was on his mind. "I have plenty of friends, Titus. They have the same interest in the reality we have yet to uncover," Dylan steadily moved his eyes until he was making eye contact. "B..But you wouldn't know that in that small brain of yours!" He said with speed.

Dylan quickly hopped over to Authoria, the most assholish but the most brave person in the room. He remembered when they were children. Authoria would defend Dylan from Titus, who would regularly tease and pull on Dylan's skin. "Do you think we should hold off the meeting until tonight? Can you get him out of here?" Dylan whispered into Authoria's ear, pleadingly.

 

[Seikomatsumoto]

Sakurako Nakayama



Sakurako looked at both sides tense as she knew that a standoff was occurring even without her hearing. She saw that Titus still held her communication book and went to ask for it back using sign language which probably no one in the room knew. For someone like her, she was pretty brave standing up to Titus despite the situation. When the sign language didn't work, she began talking in slurred Japanese "Kaechite.... Kaechite...." She said which a was a slurred version of Kaeshite which meant "Give it back." She said pointing at the book. She was hoping to at least not have her communication book ruined like back in Japan when her old classmates threw it into the river.

She understood the risk of going between what seems like an arguement by didn't want her book to get damaged. This of course may allow Titus to bully her because of how short she is being Japanese. She didn't really much know why they were fighting but hoped it didn't involve her.

Kisaki Solemn Jester​

 

[SidTheSkid]

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(Location: Spring Valley Highschool, Investigator's Club Room.)
(Mood: Pissed)
(Interactions: Titus, Authoria, Namine.)
(Mentions: Johnny B and Dylan.)

Fifteen minutes in and there's already been a standoff with the Supernatural Investigation's Club and the Disciplinary Committee, nearly anything that could've gone bad has already happened! Dylan must've been regretting his life choices or something because this was definitely something that he didn't expect. Everyone, particularly Chaelyn and Richard were steaming with animosity as these hooligans conducted themselves in a 'larger than life' mannerism, not really surprising since they could do whatever they want without consequences! Ever since Titus took control, a few students had already submitted to his ludicrous tyrannical rule and the ones that refused or were too dumb to do it from the start had been unwillingly compelled to join or they'd wind up being beaten up or threatened in some way. Namine Summers, that one ditzy girl that had just bumbled over herself not too long ago was probably a prime example of this, Summers must've been the most well-behaved girl at Spring Valley as she never did partake in any delinquency in fact even though associated with that bastard Titus, she was still sweet enough to be the one to apologize for his brash attitude and every now and again she'd leave parting gifts as forgiveness, it was saddening to see such a lovely girl become a part of something so cruel. "Guessing he's here to gloat." Crossing her arms with a sigh, she replied to Summers while still managing to give Titus a vexed look before having been momentarily surprised by that deep gravely voice of his. Felt a bit surreal, hearing his voice again without that sniveling brat speaking for him, it's been far too long since she's had an 'actual' conversation with him. There'd be a time where she would've actually enjoyed listening to him speak, but now?

Now it just made her feel nothing but disgust for his loathsome self as he chastised the group before unexpectedly strutting himself to Chae, his walk emanated his hateful self as he closed in the distance between the both of them, as much as Chaelyn believed she was a 'hardass', there was nothing she could really do to physically or emotionally hurt Titus except for when it came to insulting him. Obviously seeing such an intimidating person approach him, it was only smart of her to retrace her steps except going back each time Titus took another stride forward until she'd been completely cornered by both of the brick walls that mostly layered the club's room and the dominating figure in front of her. She felt pathetic feeling her body wanting to retreat from him but what else could someone of her stature do? Fight him? He wasn't known for doing awful things to girls like hitting them but seeing how Jessica turned out, it was too risky to slap him or do anything else and even if she did, he most likely wouldn't feel it anyway as that hulking physique was burly enough to put the strongest guys at the school to shame! "S-stop." Looking away from him, it was evident from the expression on her face she was afraid of that sadistic look in those empty eyes that stared her down, like a predator getting ready to pounce on its unsuspecting prey. Only when he was distracted she was able to get out from the corner and get enough space between them to run away if things were to get a bit more out of control, but seeing how that was unlikely considering that they were at the school it was safe to let her guard down just enough to give scold him. "Dylan is a much better person than you'll ever be!" If anything, almost every single person at this high school was a better person! Although, Authoria must've felt like participating in who is the biggest 'bully' contest as she felt amused enough to make light out of the situation and almost ridicule every single person in the room, especially Chaelyn who was still a bit emotional after all the things that have transpired.

Nothing could've prepared the girl for what Authoria said, neither could she limit the amount of rage that had boiled up inside of her core after they'd mentioned her deceased grandmother! Titus being a jerk and scribbling a whole bunch of profanities on a girl's face was one thing but making fun of a dead girl's family? How low could she possibly be?! "Ayee, yo Authoria yo tha' aint hot lil' momma, makin' funnies 'bout some baby's gram." Even Johnny B was taken a bit back by what she'd said, or so she thought... Johnny didn't make much sense to begin with. Beloved memories of her innocent grandmother flashed in her mind for an instant after continuously hearing her name being mentioned, only it spiked a whirling sadness in her throbbing heart after that cruel girl had spoken about the death for a second time, even laughing about it! She couldn't help but ball up her fists in absolute hatred for this girl, it didn't take long for her to finally snap at her tormenter. "Don't you talk about my grandmother, you stupid slut!" Suddenly, Chaelyn sprung her whole body forward as if she was possessed. Objects including desks, chairs, and miscellaneous objects were slid across the room or flipped as they got in her 'warpath', before the group knew it they had a full fight on their hands once Chaelyn had tackled Authoria onto the ground. "Oh oh aye! We gots a Cat fight 'ere!" Johnny's voice could be heard ecstatically cheering on the brawl through the frustrated grunts and yelling playing out as fists were being thrown back and forth.

Solemn Jester , Uasal , Kisaki
(Thought this was very fitting, lol.)

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[Sinny The Fool]

Tabemono Ōbake

(Mentions - Everyone I suppose )
(Color Reference - Tabemono & Nyan)​

"Ha, hey don't be! I kinda overstepped my boundaries a bit! Guess not all cats like having their cheeks rubbed or something, guess my lovely Luna is an exception! At any rate, thanks for letting me pet him!"

Tabemono’s eyes wandered around to the rest of the room and other students joining the Club, the expression of guilt still painted on his face despite the fact Chaelyn had accepted his apology “O-oh if you’re sure, also that is fiiine~! Don’t mind Nyan, he just likes causing mischief is all, he probably thought your hand was a cookie.” he sniggered “You do smell a lot like cookies...” he explained, as a thought passed through his head 'Even I was starting to get tempted to bite her…Mama’s right, Nyan is a bad influence~’ His eyes lightened back up again, and as Nyan made himself comfortable resting on Tabemono’s shoulder. Tabby found and took himself a seat somewhere in the back of the classroom, eagerly awaiting for the Club meeting to finally begin. Taking out a small, green ball of string from his bag that he placed beside his seat. Bouncing the ball of string onto the desk, initiating the attention of Nyan who leapt from Tabby’s shoulder onto the ball of string, rolling around across the desk, tossing and playing with the ball of string, while Tabemono kept bouncing and rolling it around the top of his desk to keep Nyan’s interest “Nya~ Nya!~ Nyaaa!” Nyan meowed, and pounced lightly from one end of the desk to the other as Tabemono giggled away in amusement ‘Some interesting people in here...I wonder if I really will make any friends here, I know Mama would be proud...Not to mention this is the best place I can think to start looking for what I saw that night.’ and in the midst of Tabemono reflecting in thought, another student had entered the classroom, announcing upon entry to everyone that she was the ‘Primary Club Secretary’, though Tabemono did not exactly understand what that meant. It clearly didn’t sit well with Chaelyn.

"Who do you think you are?!" Chaelyn's face grew somber with a look of hatred enveloping every time she looked at that girl's smug face

Tabemono had recognized Authoria from brief encounters in the school hallways, and from what rumors he overheard whenever he roamed around school grounds and from everything he heard; there was little nice to say about her, yet for some reason, Tabemono still couldn’t see it. Instead, he had been more surprised from the shift of attitude coming from Chaelyn, especially in contrast to the much warmer greeting Tabby received and instinctively thought to himself ‘She has a scary way about her...Kinda like Mama does, I think?’ Not far from Authoria, two other students followed into the classroom, one he didn’t recognize but called himself ‘Alex Walker’, who was escorting the second student, a blind girl, who Tabemono had saw a few times, but never talked to with smeared profanity marked all across her face. Curious & disturbed, under his breath, he mumbled to himself “Why would someone do something like this?” Tabemono had dealt with little conflict in his life from other people, and for the most part had been naive and ignorant to the nature of a few people who find pleasure from bringing humiliation & pain to others.

"Oh my god." Acknowledging all of her smeared make-up and that writing, it was the tell-tale sign that someone thought it would be 'funny' to bully Jessica. "Who the fuck would do that to a blind girl?!"

Tabemono had been wondering to himself the same thing, and in the moments he had been distracted by what was going on, he had forgotten all about the ball of string occupying Nyan’s attention as it bounced off from the desk, and rolled across the ground with Nyan chasing after it. Tabemono snapping out of any train of thought he was currently having, he reacted a few moments late and shouted “Hey! Nyan what are you doing!?” the ball eventually stopping by the door, and at almost the same moment Nyan had finally pounced and captured his target, the classroom door came barging open, smacking Nyan on his side and sending him scurrying off back to Tabemono, and leaping to hide under his jacket.

“Ayeee it’s me Johnn-” Deliberately cutting himself off at hearing a familiar grunt, he realized he was just moments away from taking another devastating blow to his throat. Clutching his own throat out of protection for his well-being, he’d stepped out of the way of both Edgar and Titus allowing them both in as he introduced them all. “Aye, it’s the Disciplinary Committee!” He reluctantly shouted, his bizarre presence being made known to everyone that was currently in the room.

Tabemono flailed back, his arms and legs going in all sorts of directions and almost falling out from his chair as the Disciplinary Committee entered the classroom, Nyan frighteningly peering its head out from under his jacket and scarf. At the forefront, a fellow that Tabemono found very interesting, even if a little bit scary with his greased back hair & sunglasses ‘Woah, COOOOOOL!!! I can see why he has friends, yup, yup...But who are the disciplinary committee?’ Tabby mused to himself, Nyan still hiding under his jacket, aside from the greaser-guy; standing beside the pompadour greaser were three others, an individual who looked much meaner, and scarier than the first and attached to his side another student with the kind of face which, for some reason, reminded Tabemono of a weasel shortly followed by a girl who didn't arrive until a while after the first three and came stumbling into the room, who based just from her appearance and mannerisms looked to be the ‘black sheep’ or ‘odd one out’ of the group ‘Did we do something wrong? If Nyan is getting scared that can’t be a good sign...And I don’t like the eyes of that one guy, they are strange..’ Tabemono had been thinking about Titus, unbeknownst to Tabemono at this point in time was also the Head of the Disciplinary Committee and there announced entrance caused a stir amongst the entire classroom.

"You did this didn't you?" Pulling herself up from out of her desk, both her hands had clenched up into fists after the first couple of steps she'd made.

Curiously observing everything going on while sliding into the background doing his best to draw as little attention to himself, trying his best to gain an understanding of everything going on. Having lived in a fairly enclosed environment for the majority of his life, being homeschooled, he had never dealt with a situation such as this, even after a year since he was enrolled in school this had been all new to him and the only way he knew how to react, was to first observe, and in this case that was everybody. Along with Chaelyn, Authoria and numerous other students in the Club stood up against the leader of the Committee, who in actual fact wasn’t the greaser-guy, but instead the much more frightening red-haired student ‘Titus’ and after a long-winded speech from Titus himself, and much back & forth between Club members and the Committee, that progressively led Tabemono to start hiding under the cover of his desk, ‘Just keep your distance Tabby…’ Even the Club President had his say, unfortunately appearing to have fairly little effect on Titus’ disposition toward the Club as he went on to ridicule the entire Club, in the end, everyone who tried to stand up to Titus seemed to back down. On the other hand, Chaelyn and Authoria seemed to be right back at each other's throats again, between them, things appeared to be getting pretty serious and after some offhand comment, Authoria made that Tabby didn’t quite catch, which got under the skin of Chaelyn, causing yet another outburst...Only this time much scarier, and a fight broke out between the two.

"Don't you talk about my grandmother, you stupid slut!" Suddenly, Chaelyn sprung her whole body forward as if she was possessed. Objects including desks, chairs, and miscellaneous objects were slid across the room or flipped as they got in her 'warpath', before the group knew it they had a full fight on their hands once Chaelyn had tackled Authoria onto the ground. "Oh oh aye! We gots a Cat fight 'ere!" Johnny's voice could be heard ecstatically cheering on the brawl through the frustrated grunts and yelling playing out as fists were being thrown back and forth.

Brief flashbacks of his own mother bursting through the kitchen to go after Nyan, with objects, chairs, and desks being flipped or slid across as Chaelyn marched her way up and tackled Authoria to the ground. Staying under the cover of his desk while a fight broke out, watching Chaelyn he changed an earlier assessment he made about her ‘Okay nevermind...She isn’t scary like Mama at all...She is much worse!!’ he anxiously thought to himself as he observed the fight from under his desk and Nyan kept itself tucked away under his Jacket.​

 

[H3LLJUMPER_177]

Richard and Alex Collab


Alex saw a tall and very tone young man walk up to Jessica asking who was the person that wrote on her face and torn her sweater from the sleeve. Alex knew they were close. When he followed Richard and Jessica and took a seat next to them he heard the door open not even a minute after him and Jessica entered the room. It was three student's one had his hair. gelled backward and sounded that he was saying his name first then he suddenly stopped to introduce the Disciplinary group. He recognized all three members Edgar shortest person in the group. Rumor has it that he joined just to abuse the Disciplinary group power’s and to get protection from bullies.

Johnny B one of the Football team’s best running back’s he is well known to not be the brightest of the school but he feels that it is because no one has tried to communicate with him properly. And finally, we have Titus the one so famous that Alex’s mother warned him to stay away from at all cost because he is responsible for many people and student’s ending up in the hospital. But that is just the rumors people have started. Alex was taught that not to believe everything he is told on baseless rumors. So when he saw how he apologized for not finding the culprit who actually hurt Jessica. He believed that deep down it felt like something was off about that apology.

Especially after watching Richard’s and Chaelyn’s reaction. Then came in a girl that was very beautiful but very clumsy she fell face first into the floor but quickly picked herself up and acted as nothing happened. When suddenly there was a fight that erupted of two of the club members. The Goth looking girl and a girl almost the polar opposite of the goth girl. That was it he had enough of this fighting and also the dark atmosphere. Inside the Club room.

Alex went up the the two girls that started fighting and said “ THAT IS ENOUGH! YOU TWO ARE MAKING A SCENE IN THE CLUB ROOM, DO YOU REALLY WANT THE DISCIPLINARY MEMBERS TO ENFORCE THEIR RULES ON YOU TWO!”, meanwhile, Richard was trying to pull Chaelyn off Authoria, as much as she deserved the ass whooping for being such a bitch, “She’s not worth it!” he said as he pulled her off. She was kicking and screaming, he restrained her the best he can, getting his arms under her armpit and pulling her off, and using his hands to press her head to stare at the ground so she can’t headbutt him.​

 

[Coyote Hart]

"Oh for the love of--" Casper began in response to the suspiciously no-weakness speech that Titus gave (Casper grew up questioning everything religiously, and Titus's words were no different), however, this was cut short when Chaelyn leaped at Authoria. "No! Chaelyn, don't do--"
SLAM. Tables went skidding, papers went flying, and people went jumping out of the way as fists started being thrown. Casper audibly facepalmed, and with his face in the palm of his hand, he growled with frustration, his voice somehow even sharper and more deliberate than before, "Mother. Trucking. Mothersucker."
Casper picked up his physics textbook and the three page homework that was stuffed in between and made his way to Dylan. It was obvious that Dylan had been trying to hide behind Authoria, but now with Authoria rolling on the floor Dylan was left in the open.
"I really hate to say this," Casper said to Dylan, "But I doubt this is a good enviroment for a meeting. Your cousin's presence, Authoria's churlish behavior, Chaelyn's umbrage..."
Casper cringed as Richard did his best to restrain Chaelyn, who in her rage, genuinely seemed to give Richard trouble.
"Plus, I think the meeting's already been wholly derailed," Casper added, "Maybe we could hold the meeting later today when Titus fucks off and everyone has cooler heads?"

 

[Mitchs98]

Riri watched Sakurako scribbling something though paid it no mind. What interested her the most was Nyan biting Chaelyn. She chuckled softly at that, definitely really funny. And kinda expected. This is why she didn't pet random animals. She quite liked not getting bitten after all! Always sucked, also never knew what diseases it had. Though she was fairly sure the hilariously fat cat was healthy, save for more than likely a heart condition or two.

Soon, Jessica and Alex arrived. Riri's eyes widened at seeing Jessica roughed up as well as drawn on. "Oh my god is she okay?" She asked, standing and frowning a little though was unsure if she should actually go check on her or not. Too much attention may make the girl feel worse, and it seemed Richard was her friend anyways so he probably had it covered. Though her kind nature did make her want to help too she stayed out of it for now at-least, deciding not to get in the way.

However it seemed it was time for things to just get even weirder as the disciplinary committee showed up..? What..? Now she really was confused. Maybe they had heard of what happened to Jessica and were investigating? No matter the reason, Riri did her best not to laugh at Johnny B as she usually did. She felt bad for the slow man. She believed he was really quite nice just...stupid. Very much so.

What surprised her however was Chaelyn accusing Titus of doing it to Jessica. Now, she has heard the rumors of the committe abusing their power and all but...picking on a blind girl just 'cause? Drawing such things on her? Surely not..? Though their smug faces that clearly gave off a 'holier than thou' aura...she was inclined to believe it. She smirked as Edgar was shortly accosted by Chaelyn, honestly she hated the man too. Such a stuck up asshat, why a wuss such as him was in any seat of power she wasn't sure. But hey, he was. She couldn't help but chuckle as Johnny refused to aid his comrade, perhaps he wasn't as dumb as he looked. Hell hath no fury like a pissed off woman after all.

Next it was Richard's turn to step in. Honestly. She admired him for standing up to him, if he had indeed did this of course. Titus was...big. Real big. He was probably the biggest man in school, really. Even still Richard faced him on. She gave Jessica a small comforting smile....until she mentally slapped herself as she had briefly forgotten she was blind. Great. Shortly thereafter she watched the amazing display of Naomi flailing into the room. She would of said entering, but well. Flailing was by far more accurate in this case. She laughed a little, certainly finding it funny.

Casper did have a point though. As amusing as it all was, as much as the three deserved to get their asses beaten and expelled for what they did to Jessica...they had no proof. And she was sure Titus would lie to everyone and make it as if they started it. Why wouldn't he? She was unsure at first, but with how sure everyone was she was convinced he did it. Perhaps the other two weren't involved....most definitely not really.

Edgar was, frankly, too scared to truly do anything like this on his own and well....Johnny was...Johnny. Johnny B to be precise, ayye.

As she was called a troublemaker and an outcast by Titus, even not directed solely at her, she pouted. "I'll have you know I'm neither." She stated firmly. She didn't care about reputation amongst her peers, however...she certainly was no troublemaker. Riri did her best to do well in school and life, trying her best to become a famous singer. Being a troubleamker would certainly detract from it. She wouldn't of even said anything...had her parents not said such when she decided to abandon their wealth.

She found it sickening how much he was berating and belittling them all, constantly calling them pathetic. What was worse he was helping Jessica...after what he did. It was obviously a cover-up for what he had done. While not the same persay, her father was involved in some shady dealings from time to time and she knew what a cover-up looked like. She tensed visibly as he clearly started speaking though it was too low for her to hear. He was likely threatening the poor girl.

And but of course, Authoria had to speak. Why not? She was an airbag that did nothing but speak, thinking people actually cared what she said. It was adorable, really. But mostly just kinda pathetic. She clenched her fist as she said something absolutely horrible to Chaelyn. Sure she didn't know her...but...in that moment she wanted nothing more than to put the strength she had from archery into one nice suckerpunch to Authoria's big mouth. Though. It seemed Chae had, and for good reason, taken it upon herself tossing everything she could get her hands on at Authoria. She stood out of her chair and moved to the side preferring not to have it yoinked out from under ass.

She just smirked deeply as Chaelyn tackled Authoria and started hitting her. "Absolutely perfect justice." She mumbled. Riri was not a violent person. But really. The bitch deserved it and more.

She jumped slightly as Alex shouted and tried to break up the fight. As much as she loved watching...he was right. "They're right. Authoria is probably by far the worst bitch in school and worst person I've ever met, but, she isn't worth giving Titus the pleasure of flexing his power." She spoke in a calm and collected tone, glancing at the brute. She sighed heavily, honestly upset. Casper was right, everything was ruined. She had been really excited but...Titus ensured everything went to hell really quick.

"Umm...how much later?" She asked. "I have work today." She pointed out, feeling a little bad for bringing it up but...work was kind of important. At this point, she was just trying not to stare at Titus. At all, really, not wanting to say anything and make things worse.​

 

[Solemn Jester]

Titus Redd

Titus was amazed at how easily the group fell apart. He hardly made an attempt, and yet Authoria had gone postal so soon. He tsked in response to Authoria, her glare bringing back childhood memories of times she'd beat him up in defense of Dylan. Although it had been some time since they had seen each other, and much had changed in those years. Like how Titus now had the power to have her expelled from the school, as well as dwarfing her in size. He looked down on her as fondly as if she were an unsightly insect in his path."Unlike you I keep my legs closed. So whatever you think I'm OVERcompensating for you must have just dreamed of dreamed of seeing. Because I'd lay with just about anyone before you." He said with little too no emotion in his voice. It was all as if he was just giving an explanation. Rather than retorting to an insult. Now turning to Dylan, he looked down at his. His eyes seeming to comment on the scene as Chae leapt on Authoria."Pathetic." His eyes mocked before he spoke one more time."Yeah, I can see your clubs members are as thick as thieves. Just do me a favor, give me any reason to shut this pathetic club down. I'll gladly do so in a second. Oh, and keep your bitches on leashes. I don't have time to be dealing with animals." He said nodding towards the fight now going on. With that, he turned to exit the room. Grunting at Johnny B, and Edgar. Who both followed, Summers clumsily rushing to follow. Once out of earshot Titus glared back at Summers, obviously displeased."Why were you late? I won't tolerate it again. Hm, come on. I need to get home, I have dinner to make and a bath to run." He said with no further explanation as they began heading out.

@mentions in discord cuz Im to lazy to write them down individually.

 

[Kisaki]

Dylan Mores


"W-whatever." Dylan muttered, turning his focus from Titus, who thankfully left the room. It was sad that his cousin was picking on the disabled now. Every day he seemed to become closer to the devil.

Before leaving, Summers quickly came up to Dylan, cupping his hands with hers. "Sorry about Titus and about the club. I'll keep him distracted." Summers smiled warmly before running over to Titus. "Sorry, I-I was doing m-mandatory cleaning." Following the man like a puppy.

Dylan sighed, turning his attention to the cat fight infront of him. "Really you two! This is what my asshat of a cousin wants!" He began walking toward Authoria and Chaelyn as they were being pulled apart by the other club members. They were reistant to pulls like two cats battling. "Hey, I said stop it! You are ma-"Fist met Dyaln's left eye, stopping him from his speech. He brought up a hand to his eye to cover it up. It was not the first time being punched in the face. "Augh! This meeting is adjourned!" Dyaln sneered, feeling his left eye pulse. He avoided getting punched by Titus, but luck was never on his side. It was better if the club let off some steam. Even better, a undisclosed location for today's meeting was better than doing at the school with Titus and his goons around.

"Everyone give me your phone number. We are still going to have the meeting today but somewhere else." Dylan notifed, walking around the disorderd club and placing everyone into a group chat. "There! Now, I need to ice my eye. I can't really see out of it right now." Dylan said. It was going to take some time explaing to his parents how he got a black eye.

-Time Skip-

Mimir’s Library -7:30 pm


After icing his bruised eye with a pack of frozen peas at home, Dylan went to Mimir’s library. His mom had sent him a message about picking up a package for research. A old box wouldn’t usually interest Dylan, but the box had interesting connection to the current case he was investigating.

“Boy, make sure you secure this nice and tightly.” Mimir said, giving Dylan the old wooden box. Mimir was an old Nordic man who owns the Mimir library. Mimir’s father owned the small library before giving Mimir the place at the end of World War 2. By the looks of it, Mimir keeps the library nice and clean. Most of the books were in good condition despite their age. Along with the browning books, was a collection of old artifacts in the backroom of the library. A few people had access to it. By good fortune, since his mom and dad are archaeologist he had access to the archive when his mother and father requested items.

“You don’t have to worry, mister Mimir. I’ve always been a good delivery boy.” Dylan ensured, moving the box around in his hands, looking at the strange symbols etched onto its surface. From his knowledge, the box was a cash grab. It had been sold to many owners, who now are either hospitalized or six feet underground. Those currently hospitalized were some of the many victims of the random animal attacks within Lain Town. These occurrences were either foul play or something hunting for the box. Most would be scared of the idea that something was attacking owners of the box, but having the box in his hands could bring more proof to him that these attacks are not done by some rabid dog.

Dylan waved goodbye to the old man who now resided behind his desk and started walking toward the famous Donut Galore. Dylan retrieved his phone and sent an alert to the group chat.


“Meet me at Donut Galore in 20 minutes, plz. I got something! Also free DONUTS!”



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Donut Galore- 8:00 pm


Dylan bought two dozens of glazed and maple donuts from the bored blonde teenager. They were nothing like the donuts he would bake at home since Donut Galore’s was just pure cocaine. He swore that they were addicting and so darn good. He stuffed a donut into his mouth and pulled the box out his backpack, setting it on the table. “
I hope you are worth my time.” He mumbled, poking the box.

Spoiler: Hangout Ost

Mitchs98
Seikomatsumoto
kenchin
Solemn Jester
SidTheSkid
Uasal
Sinny The Fool
H3LLJUMPER_177
Coyote Hart

 

[H3LLJUMPER_177]

Richard Suzuki
When everything was calmed, he let Chae go, hoping she wouldn't attack Authoria. When he saw Dylan recieve a fist to the face he was kinda angry at Chae, but knew why she was mad so he stayed silent. Dylan already has his number so he simply handed him a pack of pocky's and took his leave. Richard was obviously distressed, but not for what happened in the room..
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few hours later
Richard stood in the forest outside of the city, he was out looking for his mission dog, "Kiya! Come on old girl! Lets go home!" he shouts as his other 2 dogs sniff around, Kiya was an old war hound, he knew she can handle herself, but it's not like her to randomly run off and not come home for days! He's worried sic, she was his first dog and she's getting old. He lost her when it was storming, he's worried the thunder and the nearby lightening strike by his home scared her enough to dash off, 'Could she be going through a PTSD episode?...Do dogs even get those?' he asks himself. "Kiya!! Come home honey!...I miss you.." she said, shouting as loud as he could... He was about to rip his throat with another scream, but his phone buzzed, he opened it and read the message, "Tank, Bud. Let's go home... She's not here.." he said sadly, he walked to his truck and loaded the dogs up. Then headed back to the city, towards the donut shop.. He hopes the shop allows dogs, especially the king kong that is taking up the whole backseat of his truck. He arrives at the shop and puts short leashes on the dogs. Even though they are quite well trained. And walks into the donut shop, awaiting a reaction.

Spoiler: Just some music

Spoiler: Curious about his truck?

Jessica Silver and Titus

Collab!

Jessica was a bit worried about what happened and quite anxious, she felt around for her things and stood up, she pulled out a card-which is sad she has to do it, for her it's quite depressing-that had her phone number on it, her phone is quite special, reading out any text she gets when she opens it, voice activated, you name it. And she only had a few cards, only meant for teachers and trustworthy people, Dylan was worth the card, and so was Richard and Alex... She left the room and headed towards the exit, heading out to the parking lot, she didn’t hear a honk or anything, that’s when she felt her phone buzz, she takes it out and held it close, “Open, password:Hope.” she said quietly, “One text, from, mom. ‘Sorry honey I’m gonna be a bit late, the car decided it needs a new battery..’ end text” the phone said, also just as quiet. The poor girl sighs, “Close. Lock.” she said, and the phone did just that. She put it away and sat on the curb. It was a crappy idea, she was just attacked, now she’s in the open, alone again…


Titus had finished up any work he had in the school, parting ways with his lackeys. He was just relaxing in his old muscle car. Thinking about the stress of the day when he noticed a familiar face. He slowly drove up to her, parking just next to where she sat. He looked at the blind girl not saying anything for a moment. Before speaking in his normal emotionless unfriendly tone.”Huh, leaving you out here all alone again? What good friends they are. So what are you doing out here? Need a ride?” He asked turning his car off, and stepping out.”If it’s not out of my way I'll drop you off. Wouldn't want you getting taken advantage of after all.” He insisted, waiting for her response.


She was sitting there quietly when she heard a car roar to life, she tenses and prays she isn’t gonna be targeted by whoever was in it when she heard it grow close and then stop, she felt scared again, but she heard a familiarish voice. Titus was it? Sounds like him. She listened to what he had to say and then looked up towards the car, “It’d seem so, yeah if that’s ok id like a ride home..oms car died, and really anywhere is better than sitting out here alone.” she said timidly, she then stood up, and slowly walked towards his car, her hand out just a little, not frantically outstretched just enough so she knows when to stop, she didn’t have to walk too far, her hand touched the car and she stopped moving, “Uh… Would it be too much trouble to ask where the door is? I don’t want to run my hand around the side and leave my prints, it’s a muscle car right?. .Mustang maybe? My dad had one, it sounded just like this one, before he… Ahem...nevermind.” she said shyly, not wanting to annoy him.


Titus moved over to the passenger door, grabbing her hand in his-using a gentler grip than the one before- and moved it to the car doors handle.”Impressive. Even blind you can tell what kind of car I have from memory. Good to see you don't let blindness hold you back much. Come on. I have someone waiting for me at home, and I can't be late.” He stated returning to the driver's seat and starting the car back up. Waiting for her to enter before heading off again.


She felt his hand grab hers, it was quite gentle for someone she has heard was a giant thug. ‘He’s just misunderstood it seems..’ she thought to herself. She got into the car and buckled herself in, by memory she knew where the belt was. “I try not to let it hinder me, I don’t want to be just a typical blind person, I’d like to work at a bakery as well… But I’m unsure how that would work,” she said shyly, quite embarrassed to have such a dream. “Course I also hope later in my life they find a way to help me see. It’s been nothing but darkness since I was first b..I must be boring you. Sorry to just, open up like that.” she said as she looked down at her feet. Titus didn't reply. He just drove forward staring at the road for the longest time. Seemingly lost in thought.”In order to survive in this world even the strong must be willing to take risk. I won't lie and say I care any about your issues. But if you feel like doing something you shouldn't let anything stop you. I don't care one way or the other if you want to open up. But know this doesn’t make us friends. I don't make..friends.” He said the last word as if it left a bad taste in his mouth.”So where exactly do you live? I’m almost out of the school area.” He told her assuming she actually lived somewhere and wasn't just a homeless little blind girl that managed to get her hands on some clean clothes, and pretended to go to their school.


She listened to his words and nodded a bit, “Oh uh… I live in the suburbs area, Clear Skys. I live 5 houses down from the entrance, blue house, red sadan-most likely with the hood open-, 3 trees in front of the houses window, violets growing around the big tree. I know the flowers by smell, and from what mom told me about them.” she said blankly. Hoping he is in that area or at least heading that way. She doesn’t want to be dropped in a random location. Titus looked forward, keeping at a safe speed as he drove. He couldn't help raising an eyebrow questioningly even knowing she couldn't see it.”An address would do. No need to paint a picture. I know the area. We should be there shortly.” He promised as he continued his drive towards her home. Passing several other homes, and stores as he did. Surprisingly enough he wasn't some fast driving lunatic. He actually drove as if he was used to riding with precious cargo. Something anyone who knew what Titus looked like would not have guessed. The rest of the ride was quiet, when they arrived Jessica unbuckled herself and opened the door, “I don’t know what to say, nor do i know how to repay you for helping me get home.” she said shyly, “But, I’ll bring cookies tomorrow for you and your committee. “ she said and left. Heading into her home to a surprised mother.​

”That’s not nec-” Titus was about to let her know he didn't want her to do that. The idea being spread that he was a decent human being would make the school fear him less. If even only slightly less. Besides that he didn't want the other members of the committee thinking he was nice. Of course the girl had ran off before he could finish.”Pretty fast for a blind girl.” He muttered to himself before driving away, back to his own place.

A few hours later


Jessica sat in her room listening to her music, thinking over all the things that had just recently happened, Titus helped her quite a lot, cleaned her face and took her home, showing that he is nice, but the words he told her, made he think a little differently.. "He's a strange guy that's for sure." she said to herself, "Message from Dylan, 'Meet me at Donut Galore in 20 minutes, plz. I got something! Also free DONUTS!' end." said her phone. She sighs, "Phone, speech to text, send to group chat. 'I don't have a ride to get there, moms car broke down, can i get a ride? I live in Clear Skys, 6th house on the left when you are entering.' end." she said quietly and her phone sent the message to the chat room, a few seconds pass. "Reply, Richard. 'Sorry I'm out in the forest, I'd come and get you but you're quite far off from the forest, plus the shop isn't far from the forest.. Sorry Silver." end. Shall i reply with 'it's ok.'?" her phone said, "Yes. Send." she replied and it automatically sent the reply...



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[Coyote Hart]

Seymour watched the scene unfold and close, paralyzed in shock. It was as if he was watching everything from a movie screen, with each person moving in a predetermined route, the horrors distant from the viewer. Finally, Seymour managed to snap out of his shock to be able to jot down his phone number in his barely legible scrawl and head back home.

Seymour's guardian, a tall, kind-faced woman with brown hair that always seemed to curl due to stress, welcomed him warmly.

"How was school?" she asked. She was at the lunch table, a hefty worn red book on one hand, a paper on the other hand, her neat handwriting covering every inch of the paper. Seymour knew that despite being able to provide for the two of them by being a church preacher, she wanted more. So she had studied for the past nine months.

"It was good," Seymour said. Unlike the previous times he had said this, this time he had meant it. The Supernatural Investigations club had brought something new to the dull and bland table.

"Oh, about that club you told me about," Seymour's guardian said, putting down her book, "Did anything happen?"

Seymour knew what she was talking about. Both of them knew that Seymour was a vampire, and to them, it was imperative that nobody knew his true nature. It meant that the Supernatural Club posed a threat to his safety.

"I don't know," Seymour replied, "Our meeting went astray before I could tell if they really were catching on. But they are having a meeting sometime today later, so I'll be able to tell then."

"Hmm," Seymour's guardian looked down at her book as she rubbed her cheek in thought, "Well, in that case, you'd better get started on your homework.

But Seymour wasn't able to focus on his schoolwork. He did his best to review the day's Algebra lesson, which he inadequately listened to. But no matter how much Seymour went back to look at the book notes, he wasn't able to find x. On any other day, Seymour knew that he would've been able to solve the problem with zero issues. But today was different-- Seymour realized that he truly was concerned about the Supernatural Investigation club and what it brought. It put him on edge as he waited for Dylan's text message telling them where the club meeting was at. Seymour waited, and waited in anticipation, unable to do his math homework.

Then finally it came. A long awaited ding! from his cellphone. Twenty minutes. At the Donut Galore.

With excitement, Seymour gathered his stuff-- which only consisted of the hatchet that was required of him for the club and his bottle of blood, and headed downstairs.

"Heading out?" Seymour's guardian glanced up from her place at the kitchen table, "Be careful."

"Alright," Seymour said, hopping out the front door.

Outside, the sun had set, letting the shadows blend together into one homogenous mass of black. The sky was dark, the moon a wide eye that watched everything carefully. The red brick of the house was starkly darker in nature, despite it being the same shade of cheerful red it showed in the daylight. The streetlamps were lit, their harsh and piercing glow putting everything into perspective for those who weren't accustomed to the dark. But Seymour could see every detail as if it was light; this was the environment his vampire genetics were made for, not the structured, painful environment of the classroom. With a laugh, Seymour burst into a run that was almost too fast for the human eye to keep track of. He stuck to the shadows as he ran towards the Donut Galore.

It felt so right. The night sky that did nothing to impose on Seymour. The air touching Seymour freely without making him burn. Being able to run to his full potential, feeling untethered by the day.

Seymour knew the route to the Donut Galore. It was far away from his house, but with his vampire run, it took him less than ten minutes to get there. The neon pink sign greeted him as he slowed down to a walk at the parking lot. Inside, he could see Richard and Dylan already there, as well as a group of dogs. Seymour walked in, the shop feeling warm as compared to the cool night air. A bell ringed as he closed the door.

"Hey, Dylan, Richard," Seymour said shyly. He looked around at the two of them, noting Richard's dogs and the box that Dylan carried with him, "Sorry, I'm early. What's up? What's with the box?"

 

[SidTheSkid]

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(Location: Lain City, Donuts Galore)
(Mood: Guilty)
(Interactions: Dylan, Seymour, Richard )
(Mentions: )

A civilized group discussion was now completely out of the question once the tensions had spiraled out of control, resulting in the hectic fight between Chaelyn and Authoria shortly breaking out after a few heated insults being exchanged between them, now everything that Dylan had taken the time out of his 'busy' day for had ultimately was ruined! Those delicious cookies his poor ol' gram had spent hours baking, slaving over a hot stove just so they were perfect, gone! Each mouthwatering morsel flung through the air like flippin' frisbees just like the rest of the objects now being indiscriminately thrown throughout the room during the barbaric scuffle. Throughout the duration of this fight, there'd been a few voices from around the class letting out a few 'encouraging' words and further instigating the brawl while others were doing their absolute best to stop it after Titus and his gang of mischevious 'weasels' had promptly left the room, their departure barely recognized by Chaelyn as she was continuing to hurl fist after fist, hoping that they'd land into Authoria's blabbering jaw which a few actually did but even with getting in a few lucky shots she still also at the receiving end of a couple of good blows, one of them actually dazing her a bit before she had gotten right back into trying to pummel the 'preppy' girl down. It must've been a good five or so minutes before anyone had actually tried to pull them off of each other, one of them being Richard who had did his best to restrain an emotionally unstable Chaelyn even while she was trying to writhe her way out of his grasp by kicking, screaming, and flailing her body around. "Argh! Let go of me, damn it!" In the back of her head, she was kind of thankful that he'd pulled her back from Authoria but at the time?

She wanted nothing more than to kick the ever-loving stuffing right out of her but thankfully she didn't get the chance and it's a good thing too because both of them had been completely covered in bruises from their forearms and up to their faces, if it'd gone on for too long then it probably would've ended up with one of them taking a one-way trip to Lain City's hospital with both of them probably getting expelled for the fight, regardless of being saved from expulsion that didn't excuse the fact that she felt like a horrible human-being after managing to wrestle away one of her arms from Richard before flinging it in the other girl's general direction, rather than hitting its mark it instead missed completely and made its way to the side of Dylan's eye, temporarily blackening it in just a matter of seconds. "Dylan?!" By the time she'd felt remorse, she knew it was already too late... Looking around the club room all she could bear witness to were expressions that'd been filled with absolute shock, additionally the aftermath of the brutal encounter that'd left some of the environment a bit broken, including a projector that'd been smashed into smithereens after it'd fell from one of the tables. "I.." Feeling a bit ashamed at what she did, she felt no need to keep going with the conflict any longer and stopped resisting as she was held in Richard's firm grasp, her whole body beginning to feel a bit 'limp' as that guilty sensation twisted her stomach causing her to kind of collapse to her shaking knees after being released by him, after Dylan had dismissed the club she was a bit reluctant to give him her phone number since she kinda decked him in the side of the face, she didn't even understand why he didn't just kick her out of the club right then and there! Maybe he felt pity? Whatever the case was she was quick to write down her number and hand it to him before running out of the classroom, at least quick enough to stop the 'waterworks' from happening in front of everyone.

Spoiler: Filler

- 20 minutes after -
Nothing really could've compared to that walk back home, it wasn't all that long of a distance because of how close she was to Spring Valley Highschool but goodness did it feel like it was. Every bruise that was exposed to the wind was like a kiss of pain, a stinging sensation each time that the air would blow against them, with the added impression of emotional distress when they reminded her of that fight. Chaelyn hoped that this Supernatural Investigation's group of hers would still be active, I mean why else would he ask for everyone's phone numbers? I guess that kinda inspired her a bit to keep her mood alleviated but it soon dropped once she'd gotten to the steps leading up to the door of her house. Roughly speaking, the house she lived in was a two-story building that included a basement level and a garage attachment, if anything it was a kind of cozy looking house that gave an upper-middle-class vibe! Guess it made sense that she had a decent kind of homestead after all both her mother and father had been working at a nice paying government job, even if her father was just a simple office organizer compared to her mom who actually happened to be in charge of public relations when it came to Lain City, she was definitely an important figure that's for sure! "Luna?! Hey, we've been lookin' all over for you this morning! Where were ya?" Right when she'd swung open the screen door she heard a familiar 'meow' greet her, to which she'd looked over to see her favorite little cat perching itself right up on the railing leading up from the steps, its soft green eyes and that adorable face always knew how to cheer her up even in the darkest of days. "Hehe, well.. Come on in ya little explorer!" Responding with an excited 'merow', Luna leapt from the railing onto Chae's shoulder then onto the wide part of her backpack, her slender body holding itself without any issues as it plopped its lower body down as Chaelyn entered through the front door of the house, although her first step through was a bit of a surprise as she'd noticed her father, Hank, drinking out of a straw, but being him it wasn't an ordinary straw but one that extended from his mouth to all the way across the room where he'd placed his mug, thing was about twenty feet long!

"Uhh..." At first she was going to question it but knowing that it's him? It would've been better off just to leave it. "Howdy Princess! I see ya found good ol' Luna, Hurhurhur! You two are like peas in a portapotty, I tell ya!" A thickened country accent ran deep through his tone as he spoke, a part of it being muffled by him sipping through his straw while Chaelyn tried her best to duck under it and just barely slipping through while Luna gracefully leaped over the weird contraption. "Don't you mean two peas in a pod?" A huff painstakingly left her voice as she stepped into the kitchen with her mother, hunched over a stainless steel pasta pot while throwing in various spices with each of them adding a different flavor to the mix of noodles and sauce. Macey was always phenomenal when it came to cooking, in-fact Chaelyn learned almost everything from her mother when it came down to it. Preparation, measurements, spices, and all that good stuff! She was always so appreciative for the lessons she'd give, honestly, she was a bit better than most of the teachers from her school but that's probably because she's her mom. "Oh wow! Dinner smells great mom, what are we having?" Excited, Chaelyn shuffled forward only taking a bit of a sneak peek into the pot before being shooed away with a plastic lade by her mother along with Luna who tried to dip her small paw into the saucepan. "Sheesh, you two are so impatient! If you must know, we're having spaghet- Oh my god, my baby what happened to you?!" Placing the utensil back down, she calmly spoke before seeing that multiple bruises on her daughter to which she had flipped out enough to make Hank rush in the room with the same straw still in his mouth, nearly knocking everything in the living room over with it while coming into the kitchen. "What's happenin'?! Are y'all alright?" Hank complained, being the overly protective father he was it didn't take him long to hear the sounds of distress coming from the kitchen with him now almost being extra worried seeing his wife, Macey huddled down next to a blankly staring Chae with her mother's arms completely enveloping her in a coddling fashion. "Mom... Dad... It's okay, I just got into a little fight."

Both of them knew about Chaelyn's previous behavior at school but they didn't expect something as bad as this, of course, hearing this unexpected news made them gasp out of concern and surprise. "You got into a fight?" Hank spoke, from his outside exterior it could be mistaken that he was a bit disappointed and outraged but with the smooth shuffle of his mustache he couldn't help himself but let out a triumphant laugh as he stood, his palms grabbing ahold of his waist as he spoke. "Hurhur! Good on ya Chae! Ya hear that Macey? That'll show them fer' thinkin' our daughter is some sort of push-over! Heh, I remember muh first fight honey bear, you remember? I sure walloped on'em after flirtin with ya that's fer sure." Hearing the blatant boasting from her husband made her roll her eyes, though she did recall him being the one who was actually getting beat up by her scummy ex-boyfriend after Hank decided to give her roses, luckily this only showed how much of a jerk that ex of hers was! "Jeeze Hank, don't encourage her! Our precious girl shouldn't be getting into fights... Especially when we're getting enough letters from the school as it is." Both Hank and Macey had made a bit of a minor argument between the rights and wrongs of the situation, Chae, on the other hand, was standing back watching the whole thing unfold while giving an occasional look back at Luna who just looked a bit confused from all of the 'excitement' going around. "This girl I got into a fight with, she made fun of Gram's death." Explaining with a frown, Chae reluctantly watched as her mother's eyes widen with dismay, she didn't know really what kind of reaction to expect from saying that other than still being reprimanded for getting into a fight yet oddly enough Macey's response was nothing of the sort. "Hm, really? Guess that other girl really did deserve an ass-kicking... Anyway, you should try and rest up those bruises of yours, I'm sure you've had a very long day too." She definitely wasn't wrong, it was probably one of the longest school days she'd had in quite some time and even now she could feel some yawn's escaping her throat, additionally, she could feel herself slumping over with all the exhaustion, maybe a few hours of rest wouldn't hurt that much. Nodding in compliance, Chaelyn took both her and Luna upstairs where she eventually found her way to her room before gently laying down her bag at the foot of the bed right as she flopped herself on it.

"Mmm, i've missed you bed." Thank goodness it was only around four in the afternoon, being this fatigued made her feel a bit worrisome about that side career as a medium. Fortunately for her, not many people scheduled appointments around this time neither did it make sense since a majority of spirits happened to show themselves only around night time, guess it meant that she had to mess up her sleeping schedule again, what else is new? Gradually closing her eyes, she felt Luna plop beside her for just a moment as both of them drifted away into short-term dreamland, that was until around eight she'd received a text from Dylan regarding something about a Donut shop?

Spoiler: Dylan's Text

Investigator Club

them

Meet me at Donut Galore in 20 minutes, plz. I got something! Also free DONUTS!

me

No way, free donuts?! Omw rn! Sorry for earlier too... ●︿● -Chaelyn

(Because it's Filler, do-do-do!)

~ Time Skip ~
After drifting away for a couple hours, a notification had popped on her phone. "Hrm?" Rubbing both of her eyes she lazily looked at the phone as she slowly read off the text. "20 minutes?! Dylan you idiot!" Exclaiming this in her head she didn't take but a second to whip herself off the bed, all the while snatching her backpack with her other arm with a poor sleeping Luna accidentally falling into one of the pockets of the book bag, letting out an alarming 'meerow' in the process. Nevertheless, Chaelyn didn't come to notice this as she was focused on finding one of her parents that's if they'd let her even go there! Rumbling her feet down the stairs, Chaelyn was lucky enough to find her father still using that weird straw contraption of his to drink with Luna inconspicuously swatting at it with her paws as she ducked under once more, now silently approaching her father with an innocent 'look' in her eyes. "Ohhhh no, it's that dang look again... Welp! Wha'cha need princess?" Good ol Hank, he was always a fellow with a soft heart, almost never could deny a request from anyone especially his own daughter! "Um, that one club from school... They planned on us all meeting at Donut's Galore, can I go please?!" Batting her eyelids in a ridiculously dramatic way at her father, Chaelyn was hoping for the usual accepting answer that she'd typically get from Hank. "Hm, if you only promise me one thing!" Wait, really? He was asking for something but what? It's not like she knew what he liked, did he expect something of her, did he want like some new boots or was it something completely different? It was a rigorous task trying to unlock this puzzle but it soon found its way to being cracked after Chaelyn gave her father an unamused face. "You want doughnuts don't you?" After hearing that remark, a big ol' stupid grin had stretched all the way to his cheekbones. "Let's go!" Hank exclaimed as he swiped up the keys to the vehicle and headed out the front door of the house, still managing to knock over various things like before with that ridiculously long straw thing of his before leaving the house with Chaelyn, still none the wiser of Luna's presence.

Sooner or later they'd all arrived at Donuts Galore, Chae's dad unknowingly stepping a bit more on the accelerator when pulling into the parking lot as they showed up which caused him to slam the grill of his truck directly into a stationary lamp post nearby. "Third time this week!" She snapped his fingers in disappointment as the vehicle's radiator poofed out billows of smoke, Chaelyn still none surprised at the whole ordeal, only wishing that nobody had seen Hank and her get into such a stupid scenario. "Well dangnabbit, looks like i'll be stayin' here a bit! You have fun Chae, i'll try to fix dis' lil ol' engine here." Once again she'd sighed at his remark, her father's idiocy a bit too overwhelming as she stepped out of the truck and made her way through the entrance of Donut's Galore where she soon stumbled upon Dylan and a few other members of the group, Seymor and Richard, speaking of Richard, he brought his dogs with him?! "Didn't think this place allowed pets!" She chuckled, leaning over just momentarily to give Richard's dogs a few pats on the head before comfortably sitting down at their table, she'd been strangely focused on a strange box that'd taken up a lot of room on the table, this thing had mysterious markings scribbled all over it! Could it have been? No, there's no way he could've gotten something like that! Honestly, it really did look like a genuine Dibbuk Box the more she looked at it, Dibbuk Boxes were known for possessing extremely powerful spirits in them, often ones that are extremely restless and very malicious, apparently opening one is said to create a great tragedy to anyone that's nearby. If it was what she thought it was, Dylan and the rest of them were in the company of a very very dangerous item. "That's not real is it?" Chaelyn needed to ask, if someone with a dense enough head were careless enough to open that thing, their lives would be forever changed and not in a good way either. They'd probably be cursed of the rest of their lives, forever stricken with years of bad luck. If anyone had to open it, it should be Authoria! At least, in a place very remote from where the rest of the group was. "Right, Dylan? Sorry for what happened earlier, same goes for Rich and Seymour, I can't believe I lost control like that... I hope that the black eye is feeling better." She asked, hoping for a good response out of him.

Spoiler: Macey Turaya

Spoiler: Hank Turaya

(TL ; DR - Chae's here eer'body.)
Kisaki , Coyote Hart , H3LLJUMPER_177

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[Seikomatsumoto]

Sakurako Nakamura

Sakurako had left early, taking her communications book and leaving. It took some time for Dylan to get her contact information, but her application form had her contact number to circumnavigate the issue. When she arrived home her mother asked her how her day was. She simply responded with "Alright." in sign language. She went to her room to chat with her Japanese friends when she got an alert from an Unknown number from that club group. She read the message and went off of course after asking her parents in sign language, went over to the Donuts galore shop.

The walk was relatively uneventful as she turned on her hearing aid to avoid being hit by a car she couldn't hear. She was too shy to get into conversations or communicate to people. Eventually, she made it to the Donuts Galore shop entering and looking around. he was rather nervous but sat down at the same table as Dylan placing down her communication book. She opened to an empty page and smiled hoping he would communicate to her with the book. She noted that he had bought two boxes of doughnuts.

Kisaki​

 

[Mitchs98]

Riri was surprised when Dylan ended up getting punched in the eye. She sighed heavily. It was honestly worth seeing Authoria get beaten up to some degree. The club room being in shambles and Dylan getting punched wasn't really though. She entirely understood the reasoning behind Chaelyn's actions though, she'd of did the same thing in her shoes.

Finally things calmed down, though Chae looked ready to burst into tears for what she'd done. She was a bit unsure of if she'd be able to attend the meeting, given she wasn't given a time...but she gave Dylan her number anyways. "I'll see you guys later." She spoke, hurrying out. She had to get to her home, change, and get to work. She should of already been at work...though luckily the owner was lenient and understood she was still in highschool.

She hopped on her scooter once out in the parking lot, a cheap moped to be precise. It was better than nothing, cheaper than a car, and got the job done. Contrary to Authoria's beliefs she entirely refused to take anymore money from her parents. It was true she had taken a sum to ensure she wouldn't go homeless...but she also intended on giving it all back eventually; not that her parents needed it she just considered it a loan.

Once home she changed out of her school clothes into more casual wear, got a quick snack, then headed for work. Once at work, she changed into her uniform and apologized for being late before getting to work. The Blue Rose Cafè was a quaint building mostly serving coffee, snacks, and a few fresh baked goods, though they did have food items cooked to order as well. It was a decently popular place, Riri enjoyed working there as a temporary workplace until her singing career took off. She was considering working there even after it did.

Spoiler: Uniform

~~*Timeskip Nyaa*~~

About twenty minutes until her shift ended and the cafe closed up for the night she recieved a text from Dylan. It was decent enough timing but she was definitely going to be late! She frowned and bit her lip. "You can go I'll cover for you." A red head spoke, Eve, a co-worker and close friend of hers. "Really? Thank you!" Riri responded cheerfully, hugging her before dashing off to change.

Once out of uniform she hopped on her scooter, sending a simple 'OMW' response to the group. It took ten minutes roughly but she arrived, arching a brow at a truck that had slammed into a street pole. Okidoki then. She parked as far away from that truck as she possibly could before taking her keys and walking inside. "Hey." She spoke with a small smile, glancing to everyone there. She saw the ominous box but paid no mind to it, guessing Dylan would explain what it was himself.

She walked over to Chaelyn, a warm smile forming on her lips. "I'm sorry about what Authoria said. Don't put any thought into it...she's just a pathetic bitch that thinks people actually like her." She told the girl. "They only like her for her money and families' status, nothing more. She's just too stupid understand that. Honestly been wanting to deck her a while myself." She said. She had wanted to tell her this earlier at school, but she didn't have the time for a conversation then at all. "Glad you came back though. I heard about your abilities. Actually kind of cool, always been interested in stuff like that myself." She spoke, quickly changing the subject in-case Authoria actually showed up.​

 

[kenchin]

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Alex and Jessica



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Alex saw Dylan get punch and how everyone was feeling, stressed out Alex knew that he can't help him out right now especially how they responded with Titus and his Disciplinary group. But he could tell they feared Titus. Alex then simply wrote down his phone number. Handing it over to Dylan; " Text me when we are meeting tonight and if you need medication or if you just want to talk some stuff out sometimes just sharing your worries relieve you of stress." and with that Alex left to his hideout at the back of the school. Student's are allowed to have vehicles but motorcycles are a different story. The school's PTA was not fond of students riding a death machine. Alex headed his Workplace Cielo's Bar. he could have texted his boss but since he was not sure he could make it for tonight's shift he decided to go in person and tell him the reason. The manager smiled and simply nodded. Alex smiled and simply said; "thank you for letting me miss work for tonight" next Alex went straight to the Hospital to at least help out until. Dylan would give him a time and Place of the meeting tonight. when he was helping in the Emergency room with first Aid patients. Alex's Phone Rang and flashed a light alerting him he got a message, It was Dylan and a group text to be more precise it read as; " Meet me at Donut Galore in 20 minutes, plz. I got something! Also free DONUTS! " Then other people started to reply to the text; "No way, free donuts?! Omw rn! Sorry for earlier too... ●︿● -Chaelyn", "'I don't have a ride to get there, moms car broke down, can I get a ride? I live in Clear Skys, 5th house on the left when you are entering."'Sorry, I'm out in the forest, I'd come and get you but you're quite far off from the forest, plus the shop isn't far from the forest... Sorry Silver." Alex looked at his watch and smiled and when Silver replied "it's okay" Alex went towards his mom and the doctor and said. " I am terribly sorry but I had an engagement with my friends and it will be in a few minutes so I can't help out that much today. said Alex in the most sincere tone. everyone at the hospital said it was quite alright he is just here volunteering. Alex then texted Dylan and the Group " on my way towards Donut Galore But first I am going to pick up Jessica I am not too far from her location. Also, I have medication for the three people that got injured during the first meeting" sending the text he got his jacket and his Helmet and started to Drive towards Jessica's house. going at 100 MPH he arrived at the neighborhood Clear Skys slowing down his Kawasaki Ninja Zx 14R. He looked at the houses and took off his helmet to see if he could spot Jessica.


Jessica sat on the porch in front of her house, she heard a motorcycle going down the road and wasn’t expecting it to be Alex, so she didn’t make any movement. She probably would last on a motorcycle, course she’d probably kill the driver just by her holding onto them like a cat not wanting a bath.


Alex was looking around for the house, then spotted Jessica, he smiled getting off his motorcycle and said to her; “ Jessica it’s me Alex I came to pick you up so we can head towards Donuts galore” he said with a very happy tone. No more like an excited and relaxed tone in his way of speaking towards her; “ ahh I hope you don’t mind motorcycles, it is what I drive.” Said Alex going up to her and held his hand out so he could walk her toward his bike.

Jessica looked in the direction of someone's voice, a familiar one, it was Alex. He had indeed come to get her with a motorcycle. “Oh uh… Hey Alex. Wasn’t expecting you to arrive on a motorcycle.. “ she said as she stood. She was wearing new clothes this time, black shirt, gray pants, and the same sneakers. “It should be fine though, just hope I don’t squeeze your internals out..” she joked, taking his hand so he could lead her.


Alex laughed gently and held her hand, and guided her towards the Motorcycle; “ it’s going to be okay I am sturdier than how I feel.” guiding her to her seat and then placing his helmet on her head. He sat in front of her and told her.” just relax and enjoy the ride we will arrive in a few minutes but you don’t mind taking a long way there right?” Jessica shrugs, “Depends, I’ve never ridden a motorcycle before... So this will be a new experience.” she said shyly, holding onto him. She was scared to fall off, it’d probably be best to take a short way. Keep her from freaking out, thought Alex, he gently turned on his motorcycle and said to her “I am going to get us there safely just relax and enjoy the ride. Leave the driving to me.” Alex knew that if he took the main road’s it would be too loud and fast for her so he decided to take the backroads. It was already dark but the night breeze and the crickets chirping made it for a wonderful drive. It took him just a few minutes longer than if he would have gone on the highway but the experience of a gentle night drive would be best for Jessica sense it was her first time on a motorcycle.


When they arrive at Donuts Galore parked his bike near the entrance where he saw everyone from the afternoon. They were in a table talking and having a fun time together “ we are here Jessica, so did you enjoy the ride.” asked Alex with a smile on his face. Helping her off his motorcycle. Jessica nodded, “Yeah it was..quite enjoyable actually, I just wish I could see how fast we were going.” she said sadly. Alex helped her into the shop, the first thing they, or well, he, saw were 2 sleepy bois, Richards dogs were asleep beside the booth. Bud woke up and stared at them, he was the size of a wolf. But not the personality of one. He stood up and greeted them with a happy tail wag and a quiet bark. Jessica heard it and smiled brightly, “is that a dog?” she asks aloud, Richard looked back at them, “Oh hey you two, yeah, that’s Bud, he’s a large dog. But he’s very gentle.” he said, Jessica kept her smile and pet the dog. She was very happy.

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[Sinny The Fool]

Tabemono Ōbake

(Mentions - Pretty much everybody)
(Color Code Reference - Tabemono, Nyan & Fin)
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‘Today…Isn’t quite the way I imagined it to be..’ Tabemono had still been taking ‘residence’ under the desk, that he had been using as cover from the fight going down between Authoria & Chaelyn. Impressed with each strike thrown, and received as the two exchanged in heated blows it had dawned upon Tabby, that this had been the first ‘actual’ fight he had ever witnessed. The only other closest experience he ever had being his scraps with Nyan, or just about whenever Nyan to get itself into mischief; this had been the first he has ever seen a fight between two people, and despite it being anything but ‘flashy’. Tabemono was impressed by each and every strike between the two assailants, and by the end, he found himself unconsciously cheering them on, but not for any particular side “YAHOOO GOO!!” While Tabby’s attention and interest had been almost solely focused on the fight, Nyan who had been poking its head out from under Tabby’s jacket was fixed on Titus.

Spoiler: Flashback to previous 'scrap' with Nyan

"Yeah, I can see your clubs members are as thick as thieves. Just do me a favor, give me any reason to shut this pathetic club down. I'll gladly do so in a second. Oh, and keep your bitches on leashes. I don't have time to be dealing with animals."

Nyan panicked “Nyaaa!” and slipped straight back under Tabemono’s jacket, Tabby not paying much mind, he had barely even noticed Titus or any of the other Committee members leaving, simply ‘ooing’ and ‘aahing’ at the fight between Chaelyn & Authoria. That was until by the corner of his eye Tabby spotted an unmistakable pompadour exiting the room. Watching Johnny B leaving, and pondering to himself ‘If only I could possibly be as cool as him...I don’t even understand how he makes his hair stand that way!’ Tabemono wasn’t given much time to dwell or ponder, as other Club members intervened in the fight, stopping it once and for all.

Alex went up the the two girls that started fighting and said “ THAT IS ENOUGH! YOU TWO ARE MAKING A SCENE IN THE CLUB ROOM, DO YOU REALLY WANT THE DISCIPLINARY MEMBERS TO ENFORCE THEIR RULES ON YOU TWO!”, meanwhile, Richard was trying to pull Chaelyn off Authoria, as much as she deserved the ass whooping for being such a bitch, “She’s not worth it!” he said as he pulled her off.

Blink Blink
‘Woah…’

Suddenly, Tabemono was now filled with guilt, though he was a little unsure why. He waited under the desk he was using for shelter from the fight until most of the other students left the classroom, watching feet scutter off out of the classroom one by one, when he knew there were only a few students left, including the Club president. Did he come out from under the confines of the desk, brushing himself off from any dust he collected while under there "You guys..." he said in a monotone voice, his expression being something of a mix between shock and something else...Something, strange?

“ARE AWESOME!!! Here is my number~ See yaa’ later, tehee~” He cheered, and for Nyan jumped out from under his jacket abruptly, and started punching & pounding the side of Tabby’s face, being in clear disagreement with his assessment and joining Tabemono as he strutted up to Dylan to hand in his number.

~Seventeen Minutes Later~

After events concluded at their first ‘Club Meeting’, Tabemono had been spending his time at his favourite local cafe, the ‘Yo Jo Coffee Shop!’, which by his opinion had the best service & coffee in all Spring Valley, he was served his first coffee in this cafe and ever since would often visit after school on his way back home. Waiting anxiously in a crowded line of customers, all served by the only employee (and owner) of ‘Yo Jo Coffee Shop’ whose name was ‘Fin Joe’, a drunkard who would commonly drink on the job, sometimes even tipping some of his liquor into the coffee he serves customers and fired all of his previous employees's for 'inefficiency'. He was revered by the customers as a 'coffee brewing prophet', but Fin's true dream has always been to own and brew his own liquor for all to enjoy. Whenever he isn't working at the cafe, he is performing 'alcoholic experiments'.

Spoiler: "Fin Joe"

“ORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORA!”

Fin served up drinks in rapid succession for five different customers, the ‘ora’ simply being a slurred/fastened version of him saying ‘order’, looking down in awe at the works of Fin Joe working the cafe, all the while with a bottle of liquor in his hand “Now get yer asses outta ‘ere! Tabbeehh! Hic Tis good ter see yer boy!~ Ere’s te usual!” he spoke in a slurred, drunken voice as he shot a piercing glare at Nyan. Fin was well aware of the mischievous antics of Tabemono’s cat companion, and the two had often got into hustles whenever Nyan tried going for the batches of biscuits on the counter

“An’ make sure yer damn cat stays outta meh merchandise!! I’ll be keepin’ an eye on em!” Fin slurred, and Tabemono replied “He will he will, right Nyan?” he looked down on Nyan, who peered back up at Tabemono; it’s mischievous expression unchanged “Erm, anyway! Serve me up Fin! I just joined a Club today, and a lot of really interesting people showed up~ I have a good feeling about them for some reason.” nodding in agreement with himself, Fin gave an ambiguous grunt as he turned around. Causing a bunch of drunken ruckus making the coffee, and within a matter of seconds, Fin spun back around, shouting “ORRAAA!!!” as he slammed the mug of coffee down in front of Tabemono.

“COFFEEE!!!” Tabemono bowed his head before Fin, lifting the mug of coffee into his hands and drinking it all down in one gulp before shouting back at Fin “ORRAAA!!!!” Fin took the mug, flashily spinning around to make another and serving it back to Tabemono “ORAA!” Tabemono drank up, and this continued for a little while until suddenly, Fin turned around to serve Tabemono yet another coffee, and this time noticed Nyan was no longer inside Tabemono’s bag “Err..Oh no, ohh no, GRAHH NO!!!… TE DARN CAT IS MISSIN YER FOOL!” Fin shouted, suddenly almost from nowhere he appeared with a steel spatula in his hand. Tabemono was halfway through his fourth or fifth coffee since he had been there, completely unaware that Nyan had escaped, but he had a good feeling as for what Nyan would be aiming for, and so did Fin Joe.

“NYAAA” Nyan leaped into view, landing on top of the biscuit jar “GET ERE YER STOOPID CAT!” Fin shouted, swatting his spatula after Nyan who stole his biscuit jar “Nyaaaann, stopp! Why do you always do this to Mr. Fiiiiin!?” Tabemono shouted, chasing after Nyan hoping to catch him before Fin got his hands on him. Both Tabby & Fin cornered Nyan from either side and jumping on the opportunity to catch Nyan “Nya!” The cat leaped up into the air, bouncing from the top of Fin’s head and landing on the serving counter, tipping a kettle of coffee from the counter onto Tabemono below. Fin and Tabemono clashing their heads together, light-bulb lumps protruding from both of their heads “Ow ow ow ow ow!!!” Tabemono shuddered to himself, rubbing his head frantically and now covered with the heavy stench of black coffee. Fin had appeared more sluggish and dozed than usual but appearing more or less unfazed “Yer stoopid cat!!!” finishing the bottle of liquor in his hand, and steadily getting himself back to his feet, a serious spark igniting in his eye as he spotted Nyan from around the corner, who was trying all it could to squeeze itself far enough into the biscuit jar to reach for the last few remaining cookies left, but just ending up getting its head stuck “NYAAAA!!!!!” he cried, rolling around desperately trying to pry itself back out from the jar and Fin seeing this as the perfect opportunity. Fin’s imposing figure revealing itself from around the corner a crooked expression painted upon his face as he glared down onto Nyan, which from Nyan’s vision from inside the jar had only made the picture worse, and it did it’s best to scutter off, failing and tumbling over the glass jar its head was still stuck in “Nyyaaaaa, Nyaa!!!”

“Heheheh, got yer now yer lil’ crap!” he lifted Nyan and the glass jar, with a smile on his face, plucking Nyan from out of the biscuit jar, who was now purring and vying for Fin’s attention since it had been caught. “Dawhh, I can’t stay mad a’ yer foreva’ now, c’mere!!!” he hugged and squeezed Nyan tight in its arms, which had been punishment enough for Nyan who was helplessly trying to escape Fin’s grip. Tabemono stood up from the puddle of coffee surrounding himself, and let out a sigh “Awh man, what a waste of good coffee..”

The three laughed off the whole incident, and any customer that was in the cafe had now hurried off as far away as possible.

~ Time Skip ~
After the whole incident at the Cafe, Tabemono had arrived home, greeting his Mother who would often await him anxiously at the door to see what progress he made with other students around the school, and then doing whatever he could to wash out the scent of coffee he had become stained in. Along the way, teasing Nyan with numerous comments and funny gestures, most of which focused on Nyan’s getting his head stuck in a jar “Well, maybe next time you will think twice, guess Fin learned from last time~” he giggled, Nyan having a very nasty expression on his face “Nya..” it yowled, a peculiar image popping up inside the chubby’s cats mind of his owner in a glass jar; Nyan as his tormentor.

Spoiler: Nyan's daydream

After doing all he could to wash up, and get rid of the stench of coffee, which had still not gone away he got a message, from the Club President, leaning his head slightly to the side as he read the text message sent from Dylan blink “Ooooooooooo~? Doooonuts? How inticing...” Tabby said curiously, the promise of donuts reaching the ear of Nyan, whose ears twitched as his head poked up toward Tabemono with expecting eyes “Nyaaa?”Nyan meowed, and Tabemono turned to him with a concerned look in his eye “Looks like the meeting is going to be at Donuts Galore, you better not try anything there Nyan...If you behave yourself, you’ll get aaa doonuuut~” he said with an enticing tone, Nyan appeared to consider it, and made little reaction one way or the other, instead just giving a straight “Nya.” that left Tabemono to guess for himself...

“Hrmmmm..” Tabemono pondered, rubbing his chin as he leaned down and stared Nyan directly in the eyes “....Hrmmm….” his stare growing ever more intense. Nyan made almost no reaction at all aside from the slight twitching of his ear “Hrmmm….Okay! I trust you Nyan! Leettt us gooo!” he chanted in a heroic pose, rushing himself into clean, unstained clothes and flying out the door, quickly saying his goodbyes to both parents on the way out “See ya Ma & Pa! Got a place to be, don’t worry I won’t be alone, bye byeeee~” and before they could even say anything against his leave, Tabemono had already been gone. Not living all too far away from the store, he knew that he could make it there by foot before twenty minutes, which was when Tabemono assumed the meeting would supposedly start. Nyan joining Tabby in his walk to Donut Galore...

After some time trotting along the footpaths, they had arrived at Donut Galore just in time, and from where he was standing outside the store it seemed that most of the Club members had already arrived and started gathering around a table, and upon looking closer he noticed the outline of two dog-like figures slouching in a nearby booth as he gasped “Are those dogs!? OHHH MYYY THEY AREEE!!!!!” he mused, clapping his hands in the air while Nyan, on the other hand, was not so happy about the reveal, and shuddered behind Tabemono’s leg, hissing at the direction of the store “Nyaaaaaa”, “Awhh come on Nyan? There is nothing to worry about, LOOK HOW WUVABLE THEY LOOK!” he exclaimed, sparkles dazzling in his eyes as he fist pumped the sky with both hands “If you are gonna be a big pussycat then go back in the bag!” he teased, Nyan stood still for a few moments and made its decision, hopping into the bag.

Swinging the door to the store open and joining the others at the table he announced his arrival while resisting the urge to swoon over the two dogs lounging in the nearby booths, for fear Nyan would tear open a hole in his bag to escape and hoping he still didn’t completely stench of coffee...

“Heyooo everyone, sorry if I’m late~ I’m not very used to getting texts at this time…” ‘Or at all..’ he mentally noted.​

 

[Kisaki]

Dylan Mores- Donut Galore


"Richi! Took you long enough " Dylan said, pulling out a donut and starting to eat it. "I'm suprised that you were allowed to bring your dogs again. But the again, Kevin other there doesn't really care much." Dylan cooed at the sight of the dogs. He began to rub both dogs at once before gretting the others that were coming in.

"Nothing wrong with being early, bud." Giving Seymour a pat on the back. He glanced at the box then back at the boy. Riri asked the same question too about the box. "That's a question I'll answer when everyones here." Dylan replied to, rubbing his hands together in anticipation. He had no idea what was inside, but he hoped it was something good.

Dyaln suddenly heard a crash from outside. He was about to walk outside to take a peek before a famailiar girl walked into the donut shop. Dylan was relieved to see that Chaelyn came. He was kind of worried that Authoria ran her off. "Ah, yes?" Dylan answered. He didn't know what the box was but it was pretty darn old and priceless. "Don't worry about it. I'm not suprised that you didn't want to beat Authoria into a pulp. A lot of people do." He laughed slightly, bringing his hand up to his black eye. "Ey, It's not the first time I gotten one. It barely hurts." He reassured, giving a small wink with his undamaged eye.

Sakurako was a pretty nice girl. A total contrast from Authoria, who never made an effort to befriend him or the others. To accodomate to Sakurako needs, Dylan researched a few words in ASL when he went home. Dylan signed 'Thanks for coming' as best as he could. It was sloppily but close enough to what he saw online.

The slitted eyed man walked into the shop a few seconds later. "Well isn't it Tabaemono and his little sidekick. Good to have ya hear." He said, noticing the outline of chubby cat from the bag. "Now where's Authoria? She knows she has to come or her parents will send her to a ranch to rake up horse poop."